Chapter 50: Interpreter

Li Yan did not change his face, silently moved his finger from the man's eyelid to the person, sighed heavily, then turned.
"What's wrong, Brother Deng."
The strong man like Deng Tianxiong's iron tower, despite being injured, still has a strong sense of oppression while standing like a javelin.
"We caught a fine work, probably a pirate."
"Since it's a pirate, it's hacking, why bother telling me."
Li Yan smiled slightly.
"Keep people under the knife! Keep people under the knife!"
Li Yan turned his eyes, talking about a man in a light blue shirt and a round veil, a thirty-year-old man who was so thin that he could blow down in a gust of wind.
He was halted by two Ming troops and stumbled over.
Li Yan previously used the Yellow Scarf Charm on six people. Three of them, like Deng Tianxiong, have restored their ability to move, and the remaining two have also stabilized their injuries and raised them for a few days without further problems.
"The man was hiding in a wooden barrel. I opened the lid, and he opened his mouth to talk."
Deng Tianxiong pointed at the man.
"Heavenly Ming Jian, Heavenly Soldier Ming Jian."
The human body was weak, and his face was sweating coldly: "The villain is the interpreter of Seoul House, who came to Pyongyang along with Deputy Chief Zha."
Li Yan looked at him.
"Do you understand slang?"
When it comes to the bank, the man seemed calmer, and he glanced at the questioning young man.
The figure is thin, with high cheekbones, eyes bright as big stars, half-body gray arrow sleeves, and cracked leg skirts with blood stains.
He settled down, Bai Jing's face showed a bit of elegance: "The villain went to the sea with his father since he was a child, and he wouldn't speak babbling, that is, a red-bearded ghost, I know a little.
A smile bloomed on Li Yan's face, waving the Ming army behind him to loosen his shoulder.
"I don't know what Xiongtai is called?"
"The villain has always admired the Han family culture since his childhood. His family name is Song Mingji, because the family is ranked second in the family, and it is named Song Zhongji because of Kun Ji's uncle Ji."
"Good name."
Li Yan patted the man on the shoulder.
"Song Tong translation, in the midst of the enemy, the brothers just want to find a way to live, I wait to go south to return to camp, along the way, I still have to worry about Mr."
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Song Zhongji bowed to the ground, but secretly grieved.
The moment the cover was opened, he thought he was found by the pirates, and then he screamed for help in slang, but it was the Ming army that he did not expect.
Although the Ming army was friendly, most of them were arrogant towards the Koreans. Qiu Ba was even more brave and even wanted to forcefully return to camp when the pirates had basically captured the entire territory of North Korea. It was almost as if the governor of the West, who now occupied Pyongyang, was dead.
With his eyes falling to such a field, Song Tongyi has no complaints about the Ming Army, and ridicules the North Korean army's fragility along the way. Now he is pulling himself to death.
Although he scolded himself in his heart, the interpreter's face was not obvious.
The man in front of him looked like a cruel man. It's pretty respectful to face now. If you are a little uninterested, people really kill themselves by turning their faces, is it not as easy as killing a little chicken?
Li Yan came to Deng Tianxiong and whispered, "Tianxiong, you stare at him. We are all unfamiliar with each other. If we want to survive, we must live with this person. If he dares to run, he will kill him."
The problem is that he didn't let Song Tongyi go away, and he gave him a glance from time to time when talking. Words like "staring at him" and "do not kill him" passed down to Song Tongyi's ears, and he heard him sullen. Yes, keep a smile on your face.
For about a while, on the battlefield of Li Yan, several people in Li Yan found more than 20 live mouths, but gathered only nine people. The others were either seriously injured or had difficulty moving and had to give up.
Some people here are pretty tough, some people are crying and crying hard, Li Yan is his face, but Deng Tianxiong is clenching his teeth.
In addition to Li Yan himself, seven of the ten could walk, taking turns supporting three wounded. These people are exhausted and cannot be beaten. Once encountering a pirate, Li Yan goes to waste, but once he has recovered from his injuries, his combat ability is by no means alone.
Ten people in a row. Taking advantage of the nascent sunlight to melt the snow, he went to the foot of the mountain.
...
"Bang bang ..."
Chaimen showed a face, in his early forties, frosty.
Song Tong swallowed a spit, and said in Korean with a Pyongyang accent:
"Lao Zhang, we are Daming's army. We are here to fight the pirates. You ..."
When the man heard the word
Daming
, he had already pressed the door firmly, panicing:
"Go to another house, don't hurt me ..."
Although Li Yan did not understand, he was not an idiot. With his elbows raised, his face sneered.
"I'm afraid you can't help it."
How could a villager fight with the old Yu, and after Li Yan's wrestling strengthened by the bird catcher, the door was pushed open, and the villager fell and followed. The woman's exclaiming voice came from inside the room.
One by one, soldiers in uniforms rushed in, mostly wearing sword blades and carrying heavy blood. The villager picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board at first and was glared by the fierce Deng Tianxiong's eyes. .
There are two women in the back room, one old, one young, and it should be his wife and daughter.
The girl who had just met Cardamom shivered in her horns, and the older woman put her head to the ground, begging for mercy.
"Tell him, we are officers, not pirates. The brother was injured and wanted to ask for a bowl of hot water."
Li Yan Leng told Song Tong with a face, "No tricks, no harm to life."
Song Zhongji lifted up the woman and murmured for a long time. This family settled down.
"Some brothers, who has broken silver on them?"
A few soldiers look at me, I look at you, a small soldier suddenly said.
"My mother-in-law gave me a longevity lock, of full silver."
This man is called Wang Sheng. Although he does not seem to have 70% of military skills like Deng Tianxiong, he has a skill called heavenly sight and earth hearing, which is a good detective.
"Here."
Wang Sheng obediently handed things over, and since Li Yan showed a magical Qi healing technique to save everyone's lives, several soldiers and men took the lead of the general banner.
Li Yanyi weighed the weight, not too light.
He put the longevity lock in the woman's hand and turned back to Deng Tianxiong.
"Look around. If you have anything to eat or use, take it out."
Then he let Deng Tianxiong lean over.
"If you have broken silver, you can also take some. How much you count, Wang Sheng is worth a lot of money, let's not lose."
Deng Tianxiong nodded and turned over the box.
The other soldiers entered the room and sat around the door panel, looking somewhat restrained.
The old woman looked at the silver lock in her hand and bit her teeth. Another glance at the soldier who squatted aside since entering the room, his eyes flashed for a moment, then he turned into the kitchen.
Li Yan looked at the tired people, his heart seemed to be tight.
It's not easy to stand out in this line.
"Song Tongyi, you asked this old man to find us some clothes, which are counted in the silver lock I just gave."
Song Zhongji murmured again and again for a long time, and it took a while to bring over two rough clothes.
"They are not rich, so they are both." Song Tong Yiqiang smiled.
Li Yangang was about to open his mouth, and a school captain who chopped the door suddenly whispered.
"Sir, there is a thief!"
Song Tongyi was so frightened that his clothes were about to fall to the ground and caught by Li Yan.
"Wang Sheng, you helped the injured brother into the back kitchen, and the others went down to the cellar, Tianxiong, and changed my clothes."
Li Yan spoke very fast, but methodically. After a few words, the nine soldiers acted like a clockwork with a foot of lubricant.
Not long after, there were only five men in the back room: the old man's father and daughter, Song Tongyi, Deng Tianxiong, and Li Yan.
A burst of wild laughter gradually approached.
"boom!"
The plank was smashed heavily.
"% # @ # ￥ #"
The people at the door scolded.
The sweat on the old man's face was layer after layer. The door was slammed open.
Two Ronin came in one after the other.
"Jihong glanced at it."
Pirates (Kuroda Nagamasa Corps)
Specialization: Military Technology 70%
Skill: Infernal Sword Technique!
Pirates (Kuroda Nagamasa Corps)
Specialization: Military Technology 70%
Skill: Fire 铳 Shooting
Two ordinary pirates have up to 70% specialization.
Li Yan frowned frantically.
"Hey you!"
A hairline man with a hairline pointing back pointed at Song Zhongji.
Song Tongyi is a little confused.
"come here!"
Ronin hooked his finger, even if he didn't understand, the meaning was obvious.
Song Zhongji swallowed, and Deng Tianxiong beside him traced his waist and eyes without any trace.
"Dare you play tricks, be the first to die!"
Song Tongyi laughed and walked over, saying hello with slang words.
Li Yan leaned against the water tank, and the ring dragon sword was behind the water tank. The hand holding the gun was buried in one side of the firewood. As long as the appearance of the two pirates was a little wrong, he would immediately explode.
Hearing Song Tong's translation in Japanese, the two stared at each other accidentally, and laughed loudly, patting Song Tong's cheek on the back of the raging fireman.
"Why do you speak Japanese?"
"A little, a little."
The gunman looked around for a week.
"Why are there so many people in your family?"
"It's a guest, a guest."
Song Tong's response was quick.
The prodigal with a knife took two steps forward: "Are you a guest?"
He grabbed the sweet potatoes that Deng Tianxiong had just found on the table, put them in his mouth, and chewed them. He walked in front of Li Yan for no reason, and his black teeth were about to touch Li Yan's neck.
"Hello, do you speak Japanese?"
Li Yan looked dumb, and the Ronin seemed to feel that he was too short and impulsive. He grabbed Li Yan's neck collar and shook it vigorously: "Oh Ma Ha Yi monkey Karma? (Are you an idiot?)"
Li Yan did not respond.
The prodigal whispered, "Baga (idiot.)"
He scratched the contents of the table into his clothes, opened the cabinet, and murmured in his mouth, "I know that Uncle Ben is coming, did you take out the things in advance? Really sensible."
He glanced around like a vulture, and suddenly stared at the little girl who shrank into a ball on his hoe.
Deng Tianxiong tightened his eyes, Song Tong translated and smiled before his eyes:
"Sir, I know where to eat."
The sword-riding man pulled the knife out, the blade was extremely long, and the black blade topped on Song Tong's belly.
"Step aside."
Song Tongyi twitched his face, hesitated for a while, and silently backed away.
Deng Tianxiong just lifted his footsteps and was kicked by Li Yan who did not know when he was behind him. Then Li Yan's whisper came: "He's not your daughter, are you anxious? Or do you think everyone is dead It's easy to escape here, so you have to fight for justice? "
...
With a smile on their faces, the two prodigals pointed at the the urn. He murmured for a long time, and finally the rifle-backed man licked his lips and came up. The knife-bouncing man swallowed while holding his shoulders.
Li Yan Wanru stared at the old man with indifferent eyes.
The old man who was kicked on his knees kneeled on the ground and begged hard. He muttered what Li Yan didn't understand. Deng Tianxiong looked at the old man with a like a garlic, and his heart was cold.
Song Tongyi shivered, looking at Li Yan with a calm face, his face full of grief, and another look at the sword-rider who had been pressed on the girl. Hands and feet are shaking.
The girl's scream was accompanied by the sound of ragged clothes, and Bai Huahua's flesh was exposed in the air.
"Dang 啷 ~"
There was a sudden noise in the kitchen, the woman hissed, and rushed out with a kitchen knife.
"I care about your ancestors!"
Song Tong shouted, his chicken paw fluttered at the rogue.
The black sword light was like a huge mouth, swallowing towards Song Tong's neck. The salty smell of the sea suddenly filled. A sneer sneered at the corners of the rogue.
"Ding ~"
"Oh ~"
Jian Guang is like the same autumn water. Shun Ge! Flick your wrists!
Ronin's throat gushed with blood, and his eyes were wide open, his face staring incredibly at the thin face on the tip of his nose.
Li Yan's lips moved lightly: "Hey? (Are you an idiot?)"
thump!
The prodigal on the urn was a spirit, turned over to touch the fire urn, but Deng Tianxiong was holding his wrist. He snorted, Deng Tianxiong's teeth were in front of him.
The prodigal lifted his feet to Deng Tianxiong, and a sword in his ear continued to groan.
...
"boom!"
Li Yan put Song Zhongji's head on the table.
"Song Tongyi, have I said, don't play tricks, or does Song Tongyou admire the Han culture has come to the bones, even the swearing before the fight is all our Mandarin?"
Before Song Zhongji rushed up, he spoke in the Ming Dynasty Han dialect. If he is really out of anger and instinct, he will naturally speak his native language.
Song Tongyi's head was held down, but there was no Weiwenuonuo at the first sight. His eyes were red, and he shouted in Mandarin:
"What kind of heaven soldiers are you? Shit heaven soldiers! What do the courts pay for the tributes every year? In exchange for your 3,000 people's defeat! Usually one by one eyes grow on top of your head, watching our wives and daughters being humiliated, but you dare not let go, you Daming People are bullied, do you not let go of it? People in Daming Kingdom are people, are n’t they in Korea? "
He spit, his teeth creaked.
Li Yan pulled the man's neck collar and threw him all over the stool. His right foot was on the edge of the stool, and someone even brought the stool to the ground.
Song Tongyi's waist and eyes were hit by a stool, and the pain was so cold that he couldn't speak for a long time.
"The Ming people are more expensive than the Koreans Kim Kyop, and it's not my turn Qiu Ba to say."
Li Yan held the tea bowl in his hand.
"But I'd like to ask you, the life of your Korean people is fatal, isn't the life of my Da Ming soldier?"
He pointed to the old man aside.
"We cut our lives and killed them. It is your nationality of North Korea. He refused to let us in. The villager was foolish to death. I don't care."
Li Yan couldn't hold the moaning Song Tongyi's neck and stared at him.
"But I'd like to ask you, this dared to raise a kitchen knife to our general Daming. How could he break the door of his house, and the pirate who insulted his daughter only knew that he was asking for mercy ?!"
He threw the man on his hands to the ground, his eyes grim.
"I ask you, why didn't he dare to raise a knife at the pirate?"
Song Tong's lips bleed, but he couldn't speak. He lay on the ground and glanced around for a week, and each of the Ming Sergeants looked at him coldly.
"If you want others to look down on you and take your life seriously, then let people see, where is this life worth your money?"
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